Time came to night

The 'superhero' once again lost to the villain, and the woman who rolled himself up with a blanket turned his back to Zhang San and fell asleep, while he leaned on the bed and took the mobile phone next to him to look at the new messages received in the previous half hour.

John. Konstantin (Englishman who doesn't like to tell the truth): Good friend, would you like to go to Mexico with us? The all-inclusive kind!

Free things often have a lot of hidden traps, and the exorcist seems to be in trouble again, how can he be so kind as a counterfeit seller?

Without a hurry to reply, Zhang San took out another mobile phone.

Ivy: Photo.jpg look at my new car, what do you think?

Ivy: I didn't expect you to care about the internal problems of the Earth, but the target is the universe? Is this really what you came up with?

Ivy: I suddenly feel like cars are a bit outdated.

The Poison Ivy Woman, who lives in the next town, seems to be suggesting that he help change transportation, so Zhang San sends a photo of a fighter jet with a sentence attached.

104 keypads: photo .jpg so change this for you? It basically has no drawbacks other than a bit of fuel consumption, the need for a long runway and daily maintenance.

Almost as soon as it was sent, the woman on the other end immediately replied with a message.

Ivy: It's so big, I don't like looking at something big that's actually fragile.

104-key keyboard: Have you been looking for a job lately, and the IOU has your name written on it.

Ivy: It's a bit blunt to change the subject! Why don't you come to my house now, and let's go to the bedroom and talk about another way to repay the money, how about it?

Zhang San decisively closed the dialog box between him and the Poison Ivy Girl, then glanced at the Konstantin account that did not send him a message, and then put the phone back.

The British didn't ask the keyboard to help with it, it shouldn't be a big problem, presumably some demons possessed by humans.

It's a pity that things are different from what he thought, and the phone that suddenly rang woke up Zhang San, who had just fallen asleep after playing with his mobile phone for several hours.

It was Konstantin who called, and the phone rang again soon after he hung up the call.

Well.

Baba who was sleeping next to her tugged.

In order to get a good night's sleep, Zhang San directly turned off the mobile phone that kept ringing.

The next day, Officer Zhang, who had gone out to work at the police station with his partner after breakfast at Barbara's house, was called to the office by Director Daniel.

"Someone is ready to sue you."

"Huh?"

What's that?

Zhang San doesn't say that everyone loves him in Evergreen Town, at least he is the bad cop who the black aunt told her children that whoever cries will come and arrest them.

Which one is not ready to sue him?

"They said you shouldn't miss."

The director took out a stack of things, which presumably meant that the black boy who had been held hostage by Toby had wounds on his neck and some places because the officer deliberately didn't shoot.

It also mentions that Officer Zhang is very unfriendly to blacks, and will go around a few more times in a particular neighborhood when patrolling.

Dropping down the documents in his hand, Zhang San sat back in his chair and said indifferently to Director Daniel: "The crime rate in the black community is the highest in our town, and you know it, Director. ”

"It's not just me who knows, we all know it. Mayors, mayors, governors, everybody knows where the local crime rate comes from, but there's a press conference to talk about it. ”

"Or is it the old routine?"

"I've already arranged it for you, and in another hour you can just go straight with Mark." Director Daniel handed him the draft he had prepared in advance.

Shrugging his shoulders, the ace officer, who didn't feel any pressure, took the things and returned to his office.

Barbara, who was waiting for him, asked with her eyes, and when she learned that it was those blacks who wanted to sue Zhang San, she didn't understand the logic of the other party.

"Don't try to tell people who don't have brains to understand things, don't look at the script that the director gave me with so many words, I'll only say a few words later."

Putting the manuscript in a drawer, Officer Zhang turned on his computer and checked the news from Mexico today.

After skipping over a lot of gangsters fighting each other and so on, he came across a very special news headline.

[Mexico City tragedy!] The children who disappeared in the monastery and the murderous maniacs who were arrested. ]

Click on this news that has just come out less than half an hour, and the photos of the murderer arrested by the Mexican police in it seem a little familiar

With blonde hair, his white shirt was dirty and covered with blood, and the video of his arrest could still see his expression that he clearly knew that he was in trouble.

John Constantine, the master exorcist who kept calling him last night.

How did the Brit go to Mexico overnight to play himself in prison? Still being regarded as a murderer by others?

I really don't know what this guy thinks, is that part of Mexico a place that ordinary people can go to?

Zhang San suspected that the other party's phone call last night was that he wanted to help him get him out, after all, this buddy left pit one after another, and now there are few friends who can talk.

But it's nice to let this dead liar experience the local customs in the Mexican prison, and even the devil can't kill him anyway, and he probably won't die in the prison's public bathroom.

It's the chrysanthemum who suffers, and the British guy is the most beautiful bride in prison.

Knock knock knock.

"We've got to get over."

Captain Mark, who opened the door, called the two out, and he took Officer Zhang and Barbara into a police car.

The location of the press conference was still the same as before, a fairly clean open space outside the black community.

Nearly a dozen or so officers from the Evergreen Police Department are here to maintain order, if not looking at the rifles they are carrying, as well as bulletproof helmets and body armor.

As a gesture of sincerity, Director Daniel also had a SWAT car drive up as a backdrop for the press conference.

The reporter who filmed was still their old acquaintance, Dave, nicknamed Scud.

A group of black boys' family members and blacks who supported them, as well as a few white people, stood in front of the podium, looking at Zhang San and his partner who had just arrived, and the emotions of these people suddenly became excited:

"Murderer! You're a murderer! ”

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The police officer who had just stepped onto the stage heard this sentence below and went directly to the microphone and said, "Who shouted the murderer?" Darren. Is Stone dead?! ”

"He's been badly mentally hurt! It's because of you! He now has to be fed by me every day! ”

The black aunt wiping her tears pointed at him and complained.

"Ma'am, you have to be glad I shot fast, or your son would have been in a coffin by now."

Faced with this group of brainless things, Zhang San was ready to add a few more words and leave. (End of chapter)